Chapter 1059: One Day

In the morning, the first rays of sunlight shine through the cracks in the windows.

Fu Zhe, who was sleeping soundly, moved his eyelids, then slowly opened his eyes, looked at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling in a little confusion, and then slowly came to his senses, looked down at the quilt on his body, and his familiar bedroom.

Fu Zhe lifted the quilt and got up, rubbed his head, which was a little drowsy after a hangover, slowly walked to the window, and pulled the curtain open.

The vigorous sunlight shone in on the horizon, and the red sun had just crossed the ridge.

Although he slept late last night and drank a lot of alcohol, he had insisted on getting up early for a long time, and his biological clock had already been almost fixed, and at this point in time, he would naturally wake up.

However, if he remembered correctly, he was drinking on the rooftop last night and ran into the imp who claimed to be his "happiness supervisor", so he appeared in his bedroom, which is .......

Fu Zhe's eyes flashed, and then he slowly came to the bedroom desk, opened the drawer on the right side, and looked at the diagnostic test results that were neatly placed inside.

Fu Zhe involuntarily showed a smile on his face.

Sure enough, it was passive, that is, the little ghost had seen the contents of it.

That little ghost, don't you know that you shouldn't mess around with other people's things when you go to other people's houses?

Still, that's fine, at least the guy knows I'm not lying to him, and then the people behind him will know too.

So, maybe you can have a rare time relaxing and finish the last part of your life.

That's good!

......

In the courtyard, in the middle of the wide courtyard, a figure stands on the horse, the figure is erect, the hands are tied under the ribs, the collection is not let go, the hand, the waist, the horse, the heart, the mind, the strength of the whole and unity, for the two-word pincer Yang horse.

The body moves abruptly, his hands seem to turn into electric light, rubbing his hands, teasing his hands, breaking his hands, short bridges and narrow horses, and he is good at inching strength.

Big flash side, small pitching, ploughing and stalling, sticky and swaying, judging the situation and remembering it, and leaving the bending hand in the middle.

Four flat horses, three-character horses, chasing horses, kneeling horses, independent walking.

The body is like electricity, the fists are like rain, and the shouting is thunder.

A set of Wing Chun boxing methods, Zhang Kun played heartily.

Since the Forbidden City competition, Zhang Kun has never practiced so happily, at first because of the battle with Miyamoto Tianchong, he was seriously injured and not suitable for strenuous exercise.

Later, his body was slightly better, but he suffered another gunshot wound.

Only now, the body has recovered most of it, although it is a little reluctant to do it with people, but it is okay to play a set of punches.

The figure paused, retracted his fists, returned his breath, and then slowly exhaled, and a faint white gas slowly blew away the dust on the ground.

After a set of Wing Chun was finished, it seemed that he had just gotten up at this time, and Qi Xiangyang, who had finished washing, stood aside respectfully, and waited until Zhang Kun spread out the shelf, and then said respectfully: "Good morning, senior brother!"

Zhang Kun smiled: "Don't be so restrained, just order casually, have you had breakfast?"

Qi Xiangyang said respectfully: "Not yet, just got up and washed up." ”

"Hmm. Zhang Kun nodded, then picked up the towel prepared next to him and wiped the sweat stains on his face and said, "That's okay, Aunt Li should also be ready, let's eat some together." ”

Qi Xiangyang hurriedly responded.

Seeing that Qi Xiangyang still seemed to be a little unable to let go, Zhang Kun smiled, didn't say anything more, and led Qi Xiangyang towards the side hall of the central hall.

But just after taking two steps, Zhang Kun paused again: "By the way, you don't have to go to Yulaifang today, I should stay in the capital for a while recently, you follow me to study for a few days, Boss Hou has already called you." ”

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, Qi Xiangyang was stunned for a while, as if he looked at Zhang Kun in disbelief but with a hint of surprise, but before he could speak, Zhang Kun continued.

"I taught you bronze last time, and you learned from Boss Hou this piece of jade, so you don't have to worry about me, this time I will teach you calligraphy and painting...... ”

The morning sun slowly rolled over the wall, and the day began.

Zhang Kun came to Yanjing this time, in addition to Zhuo Shi's commission, there were two other things to deal with by the way.

One is Qi Xiangyang's continuing teaching task, since Yao Zhiping discovered Qi Xiangyang's talent in antique appraisal, he has changed from the guy who planned to give Qi Xiangyang a meal at the beginning, to really regard Qi Xiangyang as the heir of the mantle, and intends to teach what he has learned in his life.

And what Yao Zhiping has learned in his life, not to say everything, but only to teach seven, seven, eight, eight, eight, and eight, it is not solved in one or two months, so it is a long-term job.

And then the second is that those things in the underground collection room under the courtyard, as long as he thinks of the priceless antiques in that room, Zhang Kun has a headache, donating one piece a month, how can it take two or three years, it is also a long-term job.

In short, this Yanjing, Zhang Kun has to come often.

In the morning, Zhang Kun once again became a messenger machine.

In the study, Yao Zhiping floated in the air, talking loudly. Zhang Kun, on the other hand, learned the words and tone as much as possible, and then conveyed them to Qi Xiangyang, stunned that a young man who was less than twenty years old was full of old-fashioned words.

At noon, after eating and resting for a while, Zhang Kun led Qi Xiangyang to the study, and then pointed to the desk, Yao Zhiping specially selected from the bookshelf, antique calligraphy and painting introductory books and said: "You read the book here first, I will go out for a while, and I will come back in about two hours." ”

After arranging Qi Xiangyang, Zhang Kun went back to the master bedroom, and a few minutes later went out with a cardboard box about sixty or seventy centimeters long and thirty centimeters wide.

Half an hour later, Wen Zhiming suddenly received a call from a middle-aged man.

"Hello, is it Director Wen? I have a Qing Dynasty Qianlong period, blue and white bamboo and stone banana pattern jade pot spring vase, I want to donate to the Yanjing Museum, it will arrive in about twenty minutes, please accept it." ”

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